C*nt of the day: Addison Lee LR50 WFZ

And breath............................

Then track them down and kill them to death.

As I am tempted to do to the ocupants of green Vauxhall Tiagra RXX 196Y. One of whom thought it really, really funny to lob a Macee Dee milkshake at me as they passed me last week.
I was covered. And if I could have caught them I would have ripped their heads off and pissed down their collective necks.
But the po po said "no registered keeper" so that's the end of that.

So, I breath..........................................

massive stop and search this week arresting unregistered and un-insured drivers, last year the police removed thousands from the roads. one copper was on the telebox saying how 70% of un-insured cars is driven by a criminal, removing their cars reduces their mobility and in turn reduces the crime rate.. epic ..

They got 300 cars:

http://www.transportxtra.com/magazines/parking_review/news/?ID=28427

1. In one day.
   

... one copper was on the telebox saying how 70% of un-insured cars is driven by a criminal, removing their cars reduces their mobility and in turn reduces the crime rate.. epic ..

Don't know why, but on a parallel note I find it weird that a very small percentage of the population does the vast majority of the crimes. You'd think it'd be spread out evenly or something.

Surely 100% of uninsured cars are driven by a criminal, what with driving without insurance being a crime and that?

Don't know why, but on a parallel note I find it weird that a very small percentage of the population does the vast majority of the crimes. You'd think it'd be spread out evenly or something.

over 90% of criminals consume bread products within 72 hours of carrying out crimes.. lets nail the bakers!

stats innit, its all about who they pull, the copper said 4 young youths in a bling 4x4 they will pull. chances are they will then get searched. i'd put a good amount of money a suit in a merc doesn't get pulled.. more money they are bigger crooks, just white collar ones

I always have a pound of Heroin in the glove box of the Volvo in order to confuse statitians

I always have a pound of Heroin in the glove box of the Volvo in order to confuse statitians

Ah, now we know you are lying. Dealers operate in metic, not imperial units.

OR so I have been told...

Dammit is an old school dealer, he just deals in opium, cocaine, tea and chocolate by the ounce wrapped in silk, pistol on belt just in case...

Surely 100% of uninsured cars are driven by a criminal, what with driving without insurance being a crime and that?

it's not a criminal offence, just a driving offence as far as i'm aware..

^ hey, that's my car!
i wonder if the glove-box is still accessible*

*1lb of heroin stash

You just have to remember that (iirc), physically nudging or actively driving into another person - be they cyclist or ped - is assault with a deadly weapon.

Motorbikes. I've never had trouble with them. In fact I've always seen them as my benevolent yet noisy, fume and plume emitting two wheeled cousin. We don't wave or nod at each other or anything like that, but we're cool. Until today that is. Turning right on to Roman Road from Grove Road, I had to give way to oncoming traffic and stop in the middle of the crossroads. Never my favourite place to be on the road, but hey, there was a nice little box painted on the road with an arrow pointing right clearly demarcating the area I should plonk my bike when attempting such a manoeuvre. I felt I was on safe ground. At the head of the oncoming traffic was my distant relative, the motorcyclist. I noticed instantly that this particular member of the cycle genus seemed rather cross. Lots of Evil Knievel waspish style revving noises were coming from his lazy-cycle. Rather than zipping by and leaving the usual respectful (to life and the living) gap between me and his 1200cc shit box, this particular duo wheeled dipstick decided to accelerate like a cern particle diagonally towards me, brushing my side and forcing me to bail left and find myself standing in the middle of the crossroads on one leg, bike on the ground, right leg still in my clip. We made eye contact, and his eyes simply said 'fuck you and die'. Dumbfounded I turned to see him disappear at a million miles an hour on his glorified wrist powered mobility scooter. Fuck that guy. Seriously, fuck you yellow helmeted, too fast to read your registration number, damn I wish my bike could go that fast but I'd probably kill myself if it did, no longer cousin of mine. Cunt.

Sounds terrifying, hope you're alright!

I agree with everything said, Addison Lee are the bane of a cyclists existence

I couldnt agree more.

Today's chop* goes to LD58 LHL - Addison Lee motorbike courier who had no regard for fellow two-wheelers (or anyone else for that matter), weaving in and out of traffic, revving, cutting people up and finally, when I called him out on it, stopping hard in front of me on the Aldwych right in front of heavy traffic.

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Old school thick ear of the day.

I was riding behind a crappy, plastic booty kitted rover chav mobile round the streets of whitechapel earlier. We were turning right into a side road but there was a little old lady in the process of crossing the street into which we wanted to go. Obviously I could see this so I slowed up in anticipation of the driver stopping. But instead he squeezed up to her, startled her and then started lipping at her out of his window. In her 80 odd years on the planet she'd obviously never been given a bollocking from a member of So Solid for simply crossing a quiet back street. Thusly, I imagine She thought he was asking her something so she stopped and tried to help him out "what's that deary?" that sort of thing. More nastiness from the car and he shits off at top speed until his ludicrously dropped, turbo soap dish was confronted with a speed bump (making considerably steadier progress than our White haired hero - moments before). She looked a bit shaken up so I stopped and said "I think he was just being nasty love, I'd ignore him".

"Oh don't worry dear" she said, "I told him he was a shit".

Good work Mavis. Good work.

^Mavis had right of way here, as well. Not that any drivers know this.

If she'd started crossing the road before he'd started to turn in, then she had the right of way 100%

Absolutely! Of course she did. She made me smile with her hard arse East London retort though.

"Oh don't worry dear" she said, "I told him he was a shit".

<3

^Mavis had right of way here, as well. Not that any drivers know this.

I thought it was one of the better known rules of the road?!

I get as many people as I can to use other cab companies other than Addison Lee,

They seem to have a genuine interest in killing cyclists

Out for a run in the sun today, at the zebra crossing over Jamaica Rd by Southwark Park. Couple of cars coming, both in the middle lane, but far enough that they can stop easily, so I start jogging across. The leading one slows, but the one behind swings out into the third lane. He sees me and brakes hard and starts shouting abuse out the window. What a charmer!